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A Pimpdaddy In Time

On a loud and crazed morning, Demyx sat eating stuff. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His butt ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Sora to love someone with an indecent face?

Lazily, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like a jacked up rabid mountain dew, all on a summer's day. I wish my Sora would shank me, in his own janked way..."

"Do you?" Sora sat down beside Demyx and put his hand on Demyx's knee. "I think that could be arranged."

Demyx gasped sadly. "But what about my indecent face?"

"I like it," Sora said crazily. "I think it's drunk."

They came together and their kiss was like when one finds a rabid dingo sleeping in their bed.

"I love you," Demyx said happily.

"I love you too," Sora replied and shanked him.

They bought a Godzilla, moved in together, and lived fastly ever after.